

Gardens grew luxurious in subaqueous silence lilies, rushes, stinkweed. Houses, built to face the sun, were flooded by the silty gloom of the Gasawka River. For over a thousand years, only fish wandered Biskupin’s wooden sidewalks. Below you will find my Goodreads review of Fugitive Pieces which begins with the book’s opening passage.īog boy, I surfaced into the miry streets of the drowned city. The language, the psychological depth, the complexity together left me breathless.

This book may be the best, though it comes at the subject more obliquely than many. Each book has moved me, has added to my understanding of the time and place, of the experience of those whose lives were torn asunder by the large and small horrors. I have read a lot of Holocaust books in the course of my journey through the 1001 Books list. Review #104 Reviewer: Beth, of Beth’s List Love (first published June 2012)
